Raekwon, Polite - Real Ain't Real lyrics

Do you know where you going to?
Do you like the things that Lex
Serving you? But Lex'll murder you

A truck Acura, crazy, heavy tuck style
Dutch style all my niggas look rich
All the bitches fuck loud
Seeing a Benz and look sizzling
Don't let it rain, daddy
That's when the reds get more busy
Hyper and shooting at
Snipers, bloodbaths, some, they laugh
Gleaming in some luxury labs
All the wally down, flicks we flash
Grabbing bitches blowing in
Whips, every blessing, flip up flags
I put that on my wallet, I'm great
Kid with the Purple Tape claim names
The Louis Lex Diamonds and the makes
All the bank robbing niggas pump aids
Jewelry glass
Commission the mass, to stop the
Record, pa, switch plates, yo
Real niggas get big, fake niggas get hit
Talk about bitches won't come to your shit
I'm throwing on balley's, laying in denalli's
On my way to Cali, fuck niggas I respect
Gun playing the slip

Real ain't real no more
Yo these niggas is fake
Ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real niggas keeping it street
Fuck running your mouth
If it's war, then we talk the heat
Hitting off, leaving bastards dead
Watch his body collapse
And push his brains to the back of his head
And y'all niggas gon' respect the God
And the word of the streets
You niggas wanna see Lex go hard

I sing liver than the Ten', sitting in the V
Choking my hat down
Everybody fly, folding bricks
Once my niggas get on, it's on
I'm popping niggas off top
This is my yacht, stay the fuck off
Ya'll ran with the Cuban
Started changing names, nigga listen
I started it
You need to just pass me the chain
Don't give me that "I
Respect your work" bullshit
I shot the same game
Shot niggas in planes and stole niggas wizzes
Yo, that's my ninjas, catching bodies a hobby
Sit back, doola hit's, more, listen
Twisting, wrist glisten, slang lord
Handle my position
Is to sit back, and kill all fake niggas
And I sware my ear is the rear version
Don't got time to kill on
Every track, fuck rap, change the wheel
Kneel behind 'burbans, and burst one knee
This is me
All the kid ever wanted was more burners